I’m currently looking to expand the reach of some of my plays which I admittedly have done very little with over the past couple of years. Researching on-line, I’ve come across some wonderful theatres and festivals who encourage new voices of the stage to submit their work. I’ve very encouraged by all of this.
At the same time, I can’t help but chuckle when I come across some supposed open submissions which have a series of asterisks after it more prominently displayed than Barry Bonds home run totals.
Here are few. Paraphrased.
- Open Submission! We would love to see your work except we don’t want it to end in death. We have enough death in the world and want to have some feel-good stories.
- Open Submission! But you must have a permanent residence in northeast Ohio.
- Open Submission! If you have a literary agent.
- Open Submission! If you live in New Jersey, Delaware, or Rhode Island.
- Open Submission! We will not accept scripts which have guns as props.
Maybe it’s just me, but wouldn’t it be better to call it limited submissions?
It just seems strange that the artistic community wants to shape the outcome of an artist’s endeavor – change the ending so the protagonist doesn’t die so I can send a script there – re-write a gun out of a scene so I can send a script there – move to Akron so I can send a a script there.
I just like to write. I let the stories dictate their endings. I let the characters dictate the props. I don’t let location dictate anything.
And I’m okay with that even if some people aren’t.